I mind my own P’s and Q’s, I tell you. My nose is clean. I’m not involved in any of that criminal activity no more. I have a family. I have kids...that depend on me to bring home the bacon.’ ‘With all those hungry mouths to feed, you mean to tell me you wouldn’t be tempted to grab some easy cash on the side and blow a safe?’ ‘I’d have to be a dope to try and pull the wool over your eyes, Lieutenant,’ said John with a snide sneer. ‘Times are tough, yeah, sure, but times are different, too. They. Our server approaches our table to take our drink order....I can barely breathe or catch my voice to respond. I don't want to make eye contact for fear he will know what is transpiring under the table. I feel hot and flustered; a small, thin line of sweat is travelling down the side of my face passing my temple near my ear. I reach for neatly folded, table napkin. I try to dab my forehead and upper lip softly and inconspicuously, but you, with such calmness, its unnerving, whisper in my ear to. "Do you want me to hook you up?"That was the straw that broke the very thin strings that held my temper in. Before I knew it I had leaped across the room and punched him in the face as hard as I could. Surprisingly he just looked up at me. He didn't appear angry or pissed off at all. His face was still calm. His expression seemed to say, "I've had worse and survived. Nothing you can do will affect me." That made me even more pissed so I punched him again and again until his face was bleeding. She didn’t need to be told what to do as she leaned forward and took me into her mouth. I placed my hands on her head and guided it up and down the length of my member. Once my cock was coated with Amy’s spit I looked down at her and said, “You said you always wanted to see me fuck Beth, now your going to see it up close. I want you to feed my cock into her pussy, I want you to help me fuck her.” I turned my body and stepped closer to Beth who was still lying on the sofa with her legs spread.